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lakeisha grant Video (MV)




Performed By: jahvé
Language: English
Length: 5:08
Written by: Zakariya Isaaq




jahvé - lakeisha grant Lyrics




Lotta madness (Oh yeah)
Lotta sadness

She turned LaKeisha Grant on me
(LaKeisha Grant)
Went and bounced when shit was getting hard homie
(Went and bounced when shit was getting hard yeah)
She dropped everything dropped the loyalty
(Got no loyalty, no no)
Thought you were loyal to me
(Oh yeah)
But you turned LaKeisha Grant on me
(Yeah yeah)

(Woah!)

You can show your ass out, you can take your ass home
(You can take your ass home)
I done tapped that ass I still hit it oh oh
(I still beat lil thotty yeah)
I ain't picking up pieces hell no I'm moving on
(I only know how to move on)
You made a monster baby I gotta thank you
(Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, ya)
And good luck to your new one

You can play your games with your new one oooh
You can scam and con with your new one oooh
You can f*ck around with your new one oooh
You can spread your virus with that coochie ooh
I been way past that, ain't no playing with me (Na)
You done showed me the playbook, gotta stay on my feet (Stay on my feet)
10 toes down when im tiptoeing (Even when I'm tippy-toeing)
Gotta keep these hoes far out of my reach (Far)

Unless they sucking then f*cking then ducking away (Away)
Then I guess we can just be f*ck buddies today (Just today)
We can leave the heart right out of it
Okay, damn (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
I put my dick deep into you (Dick deep)
It feels so intimate, woah
So this is how it starts oh this is how it starts

She turned LaKeisha Grant on me
(Lil bitch oh yeah)
Went and bounced when shit was getting hard homie
(Man f*ck that lil bitch oh yeah)
She dropped everything dropped the loyalty
(Man f*ck that lil bitch oh yeah)
Thought you were loyal to me
(Okay)
But you turned LaKeisha Grant on me

(Wipeout!)

You can take your ass out, you can show your ass home
(You show your ass right out the way right out the f*ck go go go go go)
I done tapped that ass I still hit it oh oh
(I still hit that ass I still hit lil thotty I still beat lil thotty I still beat it yeah)
I ain't picking up pieces hell no I'm moving on
(I swear to god I'm here, just moving on)
You made a monster baby I gotta thank you
(Thank you, thank you, thank you)
And good luck to your new one

It's time for the cash now (Yessir!)
It's time for the bag now (Yessir!)
No lil thotty just the bag now (No lil thotty! Yessir!)
Yeah yeah, just the bag now

I made the bag my bitch (I made the bag)
Put a ring on the cash, no bands on the bitch (No bands)
Dripped out my cash, dripped out my shit (Drip it out)
With the cash and the bag and without a bitch, oh yeah

I'm on another wave whole 'nother way
I done turned the page I done saw the way, oh yeah
Eyes opened, enlightened with the sky blue
No grays with the thotties all the way out the way
Clear vision, clear sight, clear mind, out of sight, out of mind
I done told myself that I'm clear
Yeah, I done told myself that I'm free
No shackles on me I can be the greatest because...

Ain't no bitch gonna turn LaKeisha Grant on me
(F*ck them bitches yeah)
They gon bounce when shit is getting hard homie
(They gon' bounce on they ass, oh yeah)
They drop everything got no loyalty
(Got no loyalty, oh yeah)
Thought you were loyal to me (That's what I thought)
But you turned LaKeisha Grant on me

(Woah, uh uhh!)

You can show your ass out, you can take your ass home
(You can take your ass home, you can call an Uber yeah)
I done tapped that ass I still hit it oh oh
(You know I still beat lil thotty yeah)
I ain't picking up pieces hell no I'm moving on
(I ain't a piece picker, I ain't a piece picker, nah I don't pick pieces no)
You made a monster baby I gotta thank you
(Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you)
And good luck to your new one

And good luck to your new one
And good luck to your new ones
And good luck to your future ones (Woah)
And good luck to your future cons (Oh yeah yeah yeah)
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Lotta madness (Oh yeah)
Lotta sadness

She turned LaKeisha Grant on me
(LaKeisha Grant)
Went and bounced when shit was getting hard homie
(Went and bounced when shit was getting hard yeah)
She dropped everything dropped the loyalty
(Got no loyalty, no no)
Thought you were loyal to me
(Oh yeah)
But you turned LaKeisha Grant on me
(Yeah yeah)

(Woah!)

You can show your ass out, you can take your ass home
(You can take your ass home)
I done tapped that ass I still hit it oh oh
(I still beat lil thotty yeah)
I ain't picking up pieces hell no I'm moving on
(I only know how to move on)
You made a monster baby I gotta thank you
(Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, ya)
And good luck to your new one

You can play your games with your new one oooh
You can scam and con with your new one oooh
You can f*ck around with your new one oooh
You can spread your virus with that coochie ooh
I been way past that, ain't no playing with me (Na)
You done showed me the playbook, gotta stay on my feet (Stay on my feet)
10 toes down when im tiptoeing (Even when I'm tippy-toeing)
Gotta keep these hoes far out of my reach (Far)

Unless they sucking then f*cking then ducking away (Away)
Then I guess we can just be f*ck buddies today (Just today)
We can leave the heart right out of it
Okay, damn (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
I put my dick deep into you (Dick deep)
It feels so intimate, woah
So this is how it starts oh this is how it starts

She turned LaKeisha Grant on me
(Lil bitch oh yeah)
Went and bounced when shit was getting hard homie
(Man f*ck that lil bitch oh yeah)
She dropped everything dropped the loyalty
(Man f*ck that lil bitch oh yeah)
Thought you were loyal to me
(Okay)
But you turned LaKeisha Grant on me

(Wipeout!)

You can take your ass out, you can show your ass home
(You show your ass right out the way right out the f*ck go go go go go)
I done tapped that ass I still hit it oh oh
(I still hit that ass I still hit lil thotty I still beat lil thotty I still beat it yeah)
I ain't picking up pieces hell no I'm moving on
(I swear to god I'm here, just moving on)
You made a monster baby I gotta thank you
(Thank you, thank you, thank you)
And good luck to your new one

It's time for the cash now (Yessir!)
It's time for the bag now (Yessir!)
No lil thotty just the bag now (No lil thotty! Yessir!)
Yeah yeah, just the bag now

I made the bag my bitch (I made the bag)
Put a ring on the cash, no bands on the bitch (No bands)
Dripped out my cash, dripped out my shit (Drip it out)
With the cash and the bag and without a bitch, oh yeah

I'm on another wave whole 'nother way
I done turned the page I done saw the way, oh yeah
Eyes opened, enlightened with the sky blue
No grays with the thotties all the way out the way
Clear vision, clear sight, clear mind, out of sight, out of mind
I done told myself that I'm clear
Yeah, I done told myself that I'm free
No shackles on me I can be the greatest because...

Ain't no bitch gonna turn LaKeisha Grant on me
(F*ck them bitches yeah)
They gon bounce when shit is getting hard homie
(They gon' bounce on they ass, oh yeah)
They drop everything got no loyalty
(Got no loyalty, oh yeah)
Thought you were loyal to me (That's what I thought)
But you turned LaKeisha Grant on me

(Woah, uh uhh!)

You can show your ass out, you can take your ass home
(You can take your ass home, you can call an Uber yeah)
I done tapped that ass I still hit it oh oh
(You know I still beat lil thotty yeah)
I ain't picking up pieces hell no I'm moving on
(I ain't a piece picker, I ain't a piece picker, nah I don't pick pieces no)
You made a monster baby I gotta thank you
(Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you)
And good luck to your new one

And good luck to your new one
And good luck to your new ones
And good luck to your future ones (Woah)
And good luck to your future cons (Oh yeah yeah yeah)
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Writer: Zakariya Isaaq
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